
If poetry is emotion finding its form in words
Then all I have is
Black
Why do some relationships work, and others don’t? What makes people connect, or not? How does the spark take flame, and not flicker and die?
I wish I knew. I wish there was a soul to match my own.
Moving outwards
From circles of fire
Moving through
Flames that burn
Entering into
A new beginning
It is happening
It is time
It took three weeks to stop feeling pain when breastfeeding my firstborn. It was so clear in my mind, he was born on a Friday, and the Friday three weeks after I had no pain. After that it was smooth sailing. One of the best feelings for a woman is breastfeeding. But only after the initial pain has passed.
Currently I am feeling pain. It has been a pain for two months and counting. An emotional pain. It appears in my mind at least every day. One day it will pass. And then I will be on the other side. There will be no more pain. But today, it is still there.
Waiting to be healed. Waiting to reach the other side.
Your eyes tell tales
Of care and warmth
And kindness and love
But stand too close
And your eyes light fires
Of pain and hurt
And deceit and lies
Thank you to Michaela from The Path Less Travelled for nominating me for the challenge.
I really wanted to post a quote about roses and love (my two favorite things!), but couldn’t find the right quote. I looked at dozens of rose and love quotes on Sunday, but nothing spoke to me. So I left it alone. My subconscious solved it for me. I woke up with a jolt in the early hours of Monday morning, it is the seed that with the sun’s love in the spring becomes the rose. And I thought that’s exactly what I was looking for, the Rose by Bette Midler! Isn’t it amazing how our soul can sometimes speak to us?
So here’s my choice for day 3-lucky last!